Blood Purification
An unknown amount of time later, Leonardo opened his eyes that didn't have a trace of color with the exception of black.
A depthless black of no beginning nor end, a reflection of Leonardo's sea of consciousness that was a rolling dark sea at the moment. These were but a few waves that escaped the ancient gate due to the momentary instability and cracks in Leonardo's spirit, seamlessly integrating into his primary consciousness after his secondary consciousness split apart and joined the soul pearl.
Try as he might, Leonardo could no longer revert to having a pair of inconspicuous eyes— he could only condense his desolate martial intent into two inverted dull gray triangles in the center of that all-encompassing darkness— merely a bid of diluting the aura of his infernal bloodline.